FYI

Apple juice?

My absolute favorite of all the juices and it is not just for infants.

I Am An Athlete

Well, at least according to Madre. And let's just be brutally honest, her standards? Not so high. She claimed athlete status for herself after I think two trips to the gym in a week that involved sweating.

Well, after a 6 month hiatus from any physical activity (other than riding), I ran and sweat twice in one week. The second run was even a road race, which I finished in a blistering 31-ish minutes.

Usain Bolt better watch it.

Gingerbread House: A Family Collaboration

Now what you can't tell is that the Greenwood arsonist caused some damage to the smaller side of the roof. And I had to do some emergency repairs on the sides with super-glue. Good thing no one ever eats these! M put the pieces together, so that's why the piece with the front door is upside down. We don't want any visitors who can't figure out how to get in. Also, there were supposed to be two short chimneys, but M combined them into one tall chimney instead. You know how those architects can be, taking creative liberties whenever they get the chance.

The Reflecting Pool In DC

We Used To Do What?

So I was watching Mary Poppins tonight, and I had totally forgotten how awesome that movie is. Too bad I have to give it back to the library in two weeks.

However, while watching it I remembered something my sisters (all four of us) used to do as children. When we were eating jello, we would swish it around in our mouths until it turned back into liquid, then we would spit it out into the spoon. And now here is where things get really good, we would drink the liquid jello back up while acting out Mary Poppins. You know, the scene where Mary Poppins gives the kids medicine and each spoonful she pours is a different flavor.

Mmmm strawberry!

Lime cordial, delicious!

Ah, rum punch.





Now that I think about it, I realize how truly disgusting that is.

Jealousy

So I was visiting N in DC for Thanksgiving. It was pretty grand.

Obviously, N is my idol and since she lives in a studio apartment, I got to share her bed. She got to rediscover that I snuggle at night. Oops.

Anyways, I met her friend from school who is fluent in six languages. Six. And even though next year will be his third year in law school he wants to learn a seventh for fun. I wish I was a language savant like he is. That would be so freaking awesome.


I think I would choose to learn the following:

French, because I took that in high school and college.

Spanish so I could communicate with more people in the states.

Italian, because I love Italy.

Mandarin (or is Cantonese more popular?), for business.

German, so I can express my frustration without fear of repercussions at work.





Too bad sleep learn tapes don't work, I would totally buy them and use them nightly.